Cute Lab Coats Novels & Stories

That doesn’t look too good but it won’t stop the party. The next station is streaming live, a blonde woman in a white suit in a split screen. While the other split screen has medium sizes of gift boxes with red ribbons tied on them. A man in a laboratory coat picks a box and opens it with his sanitised gloves, he shows a red potion bottle.

With a childish grin, he pushed it open and allowed her to walk in ahead of him. The room was larger than she would have expected, with a number of stainless-steel workstations, all with microscopes, computers and an array of tools and equipment she had never seen before. The walls were encased in frosted glass panels which allowed light to filter through, but no spectators to see in. Above each workstation hung a large florescent light and the half dozen workers turned to watch them approach, all in hospital type lab coats. Their shoes were hidden with blue covers and they wore dark blue gloves and white masks over their noses and mouths. Sandra smiled. It looked like something straight out

This—this was where real power lived. Dante leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching her orchestrate chaos into order with the same quiet appreciation a master might have for a particularly exquisite blade. "You really like lab coats, huh?" he asked, a smirk tugging at his lips. Luna glanced down at her own crisp white coat, then back at him. "I like control. Lab coats are armor. Uniformity enforces discipline. Nothing gets done without both." She'd learned that lesson the hard way—years of being invisible in grey rags, years of watching power dress itself in ceremony while she wore the costume of nothing. Now she designed the uniform. Now she set the dress code.

The others also chimed in and tell what they wanted to eat, the appearance of a person that everyone knows and also the bunch of bodyguards that were all look menacing with their black suits and black sunglasses on, does attract a lot of attentions. “...Umm…is that you Mr.President?..”. (Lady Dwarf) “Hmm?..yeah?..eh…Polly Grokham?..what the heck are you doing here?…on top of that wearing that White lab coats?…aren’t you a Captain in the 01 Battalion army?…”. I was very surprised to see this Bubbly dwarf, with the enormous bronze goggle on top of her head, and that oversized lab coats that she wears, made her looks like an eccentric researcher. But as far as I know, she was a Captain in the a

As they stepped inside, the whole world felt as if it shifted. Ponjie trembled from the coldness. He looked around and saw that there were only a few people on the ground floor. “Don’t you feel cold?” He asked Fruto. Fruto nodded a bit and continued observing their surroundings. He looked closely and noticed that everyone inside was wearing a lab coat except for them. The headmaster did not stop walking. His heels echoing loudly against the white tiled floor. Everything inside the building was white, the walls, the ceiling, the floors.

I heaved and stretched my hand to the table across. Emily asked me to draw her a lab coat and I got an idea for the vague design although I wasn't sure if I was going to be a participant now, not after rejecting the San Francisco offer. I could help with the sketching at least I thought. After a few hours of sketching and dumping I was a little satisfied with what I had in my hands. The design looked more like a lapel jacket, except it also looked like a lab coat. “Vague” I thought, I dropped the back sketch on the table and stared at the drip above my head dripping slowly like I was going to be there for months.

I was certain she wanted to grill him first before letting me go anywhere with him. “What color of coat are you wearing?” She asked. “I think I’ll go with black. Don't want too much pink on me.” Aurelie gasped. “What do you mean? Pink is dope. I was going to lend you one of my expensive pink coats but never mind now.” I hummed. “I guess pink isn’t so bad.”

Now I can trap them inside and crush them like they’re in a trash compactor. However, Ishir wants me to try and capture one of the scientists and get some information out of him. We’re still trying to find the Chief and at this rate, we’ll kill everyone that has any idea where he’s hiding. Not only that, we need to know what their true intent is with these creations. Lucky for me, the scientists all wear lab coats, so I can easily tell them from the hunters. That and they don’t carry weapons.

An outburst from the security men led to one of them throwing her to the ground after some party poppers from the New Year were dutifully popped. She didn't even know the name of the person who was prepared to stand between her and a bullet. She could see how hard the bizarre realization struck her companions as well as herself. They then presented her with the lab coat, which had a crown emblem stitched onto the breast pocket, while passing out sausage rolls quickly purchased from the 24-hour mini-mart around the corner amid the accompanying sombre party mood.

Turned out he was keeping his beloved company. Melissa blushed, and everyone laughed. In the next round, he chose to do a dare. Pierce hollered, "Kiss! It's got to be a French kiss!" The video focused on their lips. I could see spit glimmering while they moved against each other. They kissed for five minutes. Initially, the crowd cheered. However, they soon held Howard back, terrified that he'd cross a line in his excitable state. "Howard, don't take it too far. Even if you like Lizzy, there's no need to behave like this, right? The rest of us are single. Stop subjecting us to this torture!"